Chapter Thirty-Two: The Lotus Treasure Mirror

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  The cicada's cry made people feel a sense of inexplicable annoyance, and the city of Shazhou seemed to have ushered in the hottest summer in years. In the Zhu family's mansion, a young man was happily hiding under the shade of a tree, eating grapes with relish. The old servant in green stood by his side, looking not quite right, as if he wanted to speak but hesitated: "Young master, although Luoyue took care of those people from the palace on the road, Chui Feng still managed to lose them, and now they've just returned to Shazhou."

  "Chase the wind, fall moon didn't suffer much damage, you tell them to take good care of themselves, other things wait until they recover and then come back to report." Hearing the young master say this, Lei Yi's heart also skipped a beat. Compared to the old master's thunderous methods, the young master was indeed much more gentle and considerate of his subordinates. But for some reason, the more gentle the young master appeared, the more chilling it became. "I heard that our Crown Prince has retreated unscathed, and that little servant from the Gan family seems to have returned to Sha Zhou..."

  "Understood, both places have already been taken care of." The young man nodded slightly and closed his eyes again, thinking that it was really time for a good nap. They had all returned, but where were you? His mouth curved up slightly as the image of that eccentric woman floated into his mind.

  In the study of Gan Manor, Gan Jing's face was calm and collected. Ah Guan, who usually had a cheerful smile on his face, now looked pale and worried. In everyone's eyes, he was the one who could always make Young Master happy, but now he found that all words were meaningless. He understood that for Young Master, Seventh Young Master might be the only kindred spirit, because he had never seen Young Master care so much about anyone else before. When he heard what happened, he could understand how heartbroken Young Master must have been, and even more so when he realized that Seventh Young Master was no longer by his side after waking up from his coma. The people who rescued them said they didn't see Seventh Young Master anywhere, perhaps he had already been buried under the yellow sand.

  "Ah Guan, you go out first, I want to be alone for a while." After Ah Guan left the study, Gan Jing finally put down his guard and lay on the table like a child. You liked to tease people the most, now you must be hiding somewhere watching us secretly laugh. You were afraid of heat, how could you be willing to stay in the desert forever?

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  At the towering gate of the city in the clouds, the barefoot ascetic monk was entwined with a black shadow like the wind inside the city. It was because of this that Little Stone was able to barely escape from the City in the Clouds. After Song Xiaoshi stepped out of the gate, he hastily came to Qi's side, and Qi shrunk into his arms, just like an injured little beast, weakly spitting out a word: "Leave!" Then, as if using all his strength, he shouted towards the direction of the city gate: "You too, leave."

  Then the ascetic also hastily retreated several steps, and fell down the stone stairs in disarray. Song Xiaoshi carried Qigong on his back with one hand, and held onto Daguangtou's arm with the other as they fled wildly without direction or destination. When he too collapsed to the ground from exhaustion, Qigong was overjoyed to discover that this place seemed to be the last campsite before heading to Yunzhong City, and it had not been buried by the yellow sand - was this the blessing of heaven?

  The people of Yunzhong City did not come after them, presumably also following the abnormal rules that there is no city master's order, and they are not allowed to step out of Yunzhong City for their entire lives. Song Xiaoshi was a skilled martial artist, so he only rested for a moment before recovering slightly. The big bald man wasn't so lucky, his back had been deeply torn open, but Xiaoshi found various medicinal powders from the bald man's waist and did some simple treatment. They would still need to find a doctor when they got back.

  Later, Qiuxu also asked about the origin of that bald head, but Xiaoshi said he couldn't remember it no matter what. He said that when they were in Yunzhong City, he seemed to have forgotten many things, such as how he met the bald head and how they came to Yunzhong City. Qiuxu understood that Xiaoshi's memory blank might be related to that bowl of brown medicine. Yunzhong City, if one could forget, it wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

  When the ascetic woke up, Qiuli immediately put on another expression: "Go back, never come again, and don't tell anyone where Yunzhong City is. Otherwise, the consequences will be severe." She even forced Daguang to take a poisonous oath. These words were somewhat ridiculous coming from a teenage girl, but the ascetic nodded in agreement nonetheless. Outsiders generally regarded Yunzhong City as a palace where gods resided, and Qiuli knew that the ascetic had looked at her with reverence, thinking she was a little fairy who had sneaked out of the heavenly palace. Moreover, ancient people attached great importance to oaths, which were intangible and ephemeral, so she believed Daguang would follow her words.

  Although Second Master can be heavy-handed with her, she couldn't bear to see a place like Yunzhong City get entangled in worldly disputes. I suppose when the time comes, Second Master will have a headache too. She could only do this little bit now. Qiuxi suddenly turned around and faced the western sky, sighing: "What a pitiful person!" Second Master is afraid, so he draws a prison for himself, preferring to be lonely and untrusting, even of his closest kin. Such a person will never attain redemption. Song Xiaoshi and the ascetic monk wouldn't understand what Qiuxi was thinking in her heart, but they seemed to have never seen such a tender face with an expression of compassion. The ascetic monk's eyes even showed a devout reverence. Immortals are indeed immortals! Qiuxi was often brought to laughter by his expressions, almost to the point of internal injury. In fact, she was also seriously injured; if it weren't for Xiaoshi giving her true energy along the way, she wasn't sure if she could have made it out of the desert that day.

  The road back wasn't necessarily easier than the way here, but following the bald-headed so-called "experienced person" finally led them out of the desert. Qiuli guessed that this person must have dreamed of finding Yunzhong City, and maybe after trying so many times without success. Unfortunately, Xiaoshi didn't remember anything, or she would have been curious about how these two people broke through Erbo's Wuxiang Formation.

  Dàguāngtóu left them outside the city of Hézhōu and headed north, when he met Xiǎo Shítóu again, he felt that he was slightly different from before. Was it possible that he had been pretending to be a pig eating a tiger all along? Not only had his martial arts skills improved, but he had also become more cunning: "Qiūniáng, how did you persuade him to help us fight? That person seems to have been eyeing Yúnzhōng City for a long time. What did you promise him that made him willing to abandon his long-held beliefs and oppose the people of Yúnzhōng City?"

  Qī xiè then proudly pulled out a book from his bosom and waved it in front of Xiǎo Shí Tóu: "I just gave him this book, look, this is for you, I don't need it anymore. Your words are probably useful." Seeing the bright, wolf-like eyes of Xiǎo Shí Tóu, Qī xiè knew that these two books he had obtained were definitely good stuff. At first, because the title seemed impressive, he hid them away and didn't forget to bring them along when leaving. The book he gave to Dà Guāng Tóu was "Lián Huā Bǎo Jiàn" (Lotus Flower Treasure Mirror). The story of East Faction's defeat in his past life was too deeply ingrained in people's hearts, and the name "Lián Huā Bǎo Jiàn" was similar to "Huì Huā Bǎo Diǎn" (Sunflower Treasure Manual), so he thought it might be a sister volume. This kind of thing couldn't be left for Xiǎo Shí Tóu to take risks with. That big monk, after receiving the book, acted as if he had picked up a treasure and not only fought on their behalf but also escorted them out of the desert, earning a lot in the process.